Where do all those clothes go? The ones you just had on that pile over there? The socks that were a pair when put in the wash and a single RSVP when they come out of the dryer? That dress you only wore once and you know you hung up last week, right there at the place between those two others?

Well I know where they go. I had a dream last night and it came to me like things do in a dream.

While we sleep the clothes trolls sneak in through our dreams and mine our bedrooms and laundry rooms for the exact jewel like pieces that will complete their ensembles.